"Uh~ Chef Suwa has finished his cooking, so please let the judges enter the review session" Rei Kawashima confirmed that Yoritada Suwa was not joking, and announced the start of the tasting.

The three judges picked up the bamboo chopsticks specially prepared by Yoritashi Suwa, picked up the steaming tender tofu in the pot, dipped it in soy sauce, blew it on the side of their mouths a few times, and slowly put it in their mouths.

At this moment, the eyes of the three judges began to slowly close, revealing a quiet expression, they seemed to be incarnated as an ordinary stone, constantly washed in the cold river, sometimes washed into the stream of the deep mountains, sometimes washed to the embankment of the bustling town, watching the prosperous Kyoto from prosperity to decline, and then prosperity to depression, constantly advancing in history, constantly changing, and their bodies were also polished by the water to become more and more bright and moisturized. Then one day, I was picked up in the temple, spread on the ground, listened to the unchanging and full of Zen bells every day, felt the vitality of nature, and gradually realized some principles of life.

“BOOM！” “BOOM！” “BOOM！”

Nagi Senzaemon's clothes instantly burst apart, revealing a body of strong muscles, and then triggered a wave of golden fluctuations around him, and the people who were swept away at the scene were also instantly intoxicated by the golden light, and their clothes were obediently torn.

"This, this is the teaching of the gods, it is the teaching of the gods that was only inspired after tasting Chef Hayashi's cuisine last time, could it be that this simple dish of Chef Suwa has also reached the same level?!"

After the last game, Rei Kawashima had already had a lot of experience in dealing with it, and after her clothes were torn, she immediately ran to the sidelines, opened a suitcase that was placed there, took out a simple dress, quickly put it on her body, and ran back to the center of the field to start explaining.

"Vomit~" A vomiting sound interrupted her words, and also attracted the attention of the audience.

Nagi Kanagi calmly wiped her mouth with a napkin, pretending to be indifferent, but the little feet below secretly pushed the trash can away, as if it wasn't her who had done the indecent act just now.

She took the microphone and calmly explained, "The reason why I vomit is because I have eaten this dish before, and Chef Suwa's Zen tofu has indeed reached a level that can inspire the teachings of the gods."

"Thick fat and sweet are not the real taste, the real taste is just light. This Zen tofu can be said to bring out the true flavor to the extreme, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most authentic shojin cuisine," said Dojima Gin with an expression of admiration and appreciation.

"Amitabha, the donor of the island Liao praised, the foolish monk's diligent cuisine is just beginning," Suwa Yorizhong replied modestly.

The word 'diligence' originates from the six bodhisattvas' behaviors: generosity and greed, precept and destruction, patience and humiliation, slackness in progress, scattered meditation, and wisdom and foolishness. Through "diligence", Buddhists can get rid of slackness and ease and reach the other side.

This is where Shojin Ryori differs from ordinary wild vegetable cuisine. The process of cooking Jingjin cuisine is also a spiritual practice, exploring the most appropriate cooking techniques to present the true natural flavors. Think about how you can make the most of it and throw it away as little as possible; Only seek authenticity, not over-carving details.

In contrast to the opulence of the cooking systems such as honzen, kaiseki, and kaiseki, shojin ryori often seems ordinary and bland. But only in this way can it fit the mood of the monks to practice meditation, and the lighter the seasoning, the more it can bring out the original appearance, so as to feel the hard-won ingredients and cherish the gifts of nature.

"Every step of the process you have gone into making this dish is like a microcosm of the many chefs who have been studying this dish for 500 years, and you Hokuzenji people have spent all your time and effort on this dish, and you have been able to simplify it and make a simple soup tofu rich with five flavors," said Senzaemon Nagiri, who also commented approvingly.

"Five flavors?! Where does this light-colored tofu come from? Rei Kawashima looked at this tofu dish with only clear water left, and asked the doubts in the hearts of many chefs present.

"It's the umami of kombu, the saltiness of soy sauce, the sweetness of the water, the bean aroma of tofu, and the faint bitterness of tofu itself.

It also makes everyone feel the heaviness of 500 years of history, and time has sublimated a simple dish to a higher level.

"And most importantly, this dish also contains Chef Suwa's personal Buddhist Zen, and it is a dish full of his personal characteristics," said Gin Dojima.

"Wow, it is worthy of a 500-year-old heritage, a seemingly simple soup tofu made the judges full of praise!"

"I really want to taste how delicious the top-quality tofu with five different flavors is"

"If it were me, I would have admitted defeat a long time ago, how could I fight by one person, and I condensed the food made by so many predecessors' experience"

"This competition is really the right place to see how this top delicacy is made"

The chefs in the stadium were talking, and the students outside the venue were also talking about it after seeing the live broadcast on the big screen.

"Chef Suwa's cuisine this time has also inspired the teaching of the gods, and his cuisine has been tested by evolution over the years, so I think I can definitely beat that Chinese chef this time."

"I think so too, this time it's our neon real chef who will definitely be able to beat that guy"

"I think ......"

"Chef Lin won't lose, the game is not over yet, that round will have you here to talk about the winner" Hojo Miyoko viciously shouted at a few nearby students who were talking, and the angry eyes seemed to say, if they dared to talk more, they would tear their mouths.

"Why do you ......?" one of the students was unhappy and ready to scold back, but was stopped by his companion in time.

"You're crazy, this is Miyoko Hojo, the person who has always been in the top few in the same grade, bear with her and ignore her" Someone among them obviously recognized the identity of Miyoko Hojo, and knew that it was not easy to mess with, so he could only persuade his peers to back down, in this school, everything depends on the strength of the chef, and those who do not have strength can only become the oppressed party.

After Miyoko Hojo, who was wearing a red cheongsam, finished teaching a few people, she once again cast her eyes on the screen and nervously looked at Lin Doug in cooking.

On the other side, in a box in the venue, Erina Nagikiri looked helplessly at Alice Nagikiri chattering beside her.

This cousin, who has both Western European and neon blood, has a Westerner's fair complexion, ruby eyes, a proud plump figure, short white hair, and obviously looks like a queen, but shows a child-like personality.

"Erina, is that the chef that Aunt Managi is very persistent? It looks ordinary, but I think the monk opposite him is even more powerful, and grandpa is very satisfied with his cooking."

"You don't understand, if you haven't eaten his food, you won't understand that feeling," Erina Nagi said, and her hands couldn't help but clench her upper circumference, squeezing the Erina fruit more prominently, and an aftertaste and a charming flush appeared on her face.

(End of chapter)